Parisians love their books- and truly appreciate second-hand books. Along the Seine, booksellers offer wonderful treasures! First copies and old dog-earred novels that anyone, even Sartre, may have owned. And the books don't stop there! On the metro, I still haven't seen a kindle or Ereader; only books or newspapers.
Eventually, I crossed over to the Palais de Justice and Sainte-Chapelle. By the Metro, there are nice garden shops full of plants, antiques and knick knacks.
After perusing the stalls and chatting with owners, I heard the distinct sound of bells ringing from Notre-Dame. Promptly, I sought entrance into that great cathedral.
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